Author Archives: Helen

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About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.

Out of the Mist

Posted on August 3, 2017 by Helen

They came out of the mist when they came. Technically, the mist came first. The first mystery, the mist. falling on our little town one morning, one bright, bright summer morning when mist is incongruous and just should not be. … Continue reading →

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Last photo

Posted on July 27, 2017 by Helen

This was the last photo taken of them before they disappeared. They had just been married, and the reception was in full swing, and they’d gone outside for a moment in the peaceful night together. Their photographer came out with … Continue reading →

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Ever Upwards

Posted on July 20, 2017 by Helen

We called her ‘ever upwards’. She didn’t frighten us, and perhaps she should have, but when we first saw her we were about her age. Thing is, we were eleven or so years old then, and now we’re adults, but … Continue reading →

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Black Eyed Children

Posted on July 13, 2017 by Helen

They called it an urban legend. The legend of the black-eyed children. I read about it online. I watched YouTube videos telling the story. I saw the commentary, the ridicule, and also the open credulity. Black eyed children, like little … Continue reading →

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Railway tracks

Posted on July 6, 2017 by Helen

She was seen first after the great railway crash of ’59. They called her the ‘ghost of the railway tracks’. No-one knew if she was one of the victims of that crash, though we all suspected it. But which of … Continue reading →

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Help Me

Posted on June 29, 2017 by Helen

“These days no-one can just kill anyone anymore,” Jason said with distaste. “They have to make a show of it, something arty and pretentious.” He had a point. I looked at the sign scrawled in blood on the wall: “Help … Continue reading →

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Forsaken

Posted on June 22, 2017 by Helen

After the war all signs of vibrancy were gone. We went, my friend and I, to the old mall where once we’d spent many a lazy, pointless morning. It had been a tribal rite of sorts, the meetings in the … Continue reading →

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Alchemy

Posted on June 15, 2017 by Helen

In those times we read the ancient book The masters of our little universe were alchemists and in awe we followed their dictates They fed on spells and death and hate into the mess of the nigredo each must fall … Continue reading →

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The Girl in the Wall

Posted on June 8, 2017 by Helen

She would appear on full moon nights. Only in that one room, up in the attic, and only then. He only saw her because, on such glorious light soaked evenings, he wanted to be at the top of the house, … Continue reading →

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Masks

Posted on June 1, 2017 by Helen

She grew used to the masks, but she knew she should not. The avatars they were given were faceless. That was part of the design, they said, so you could more easily choose how to look. “You are not constrained … Continue reading →

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